I have to say that this communication habit is really tiring.

Uncle lit another cigarette and took a puff, "Actually, how we should talk or how we talk outside, but when we go home, we have to obey the rules, and we don't want to be unhappy!" ”

As he spoke, the uncle pointed in the direction of my milk's room, and I immediately understood, and nodded subconsciously.

After that, we sat like this, and before we knew it, it was midnight.

Uncle took four chairs and made a wooden bed, and lay on it and snored heroically, while I still sat in the living room stupidly looking at the scissors in front of me.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door behind me, which startled me.

Quickly turn your head to look.

I saw a handsome middle-aged man who was more than one meter tall and had an extremely standard body and appearance pushed the door and walked in with a silent face.

It's my second uncle!

I was just about to get up to say hello, but the second uncle gave me a silent gesture.

He walked straight to my side, picked up the scissors on the ground and made a cut in his palm!

I didn't even react!

Then, under my stunned gaze, the second uncle grabbed my right hand and quickly drew a "big" word on my palm with scissors.

The pain in my heart was mixed with the hot hemp in an instant, and I almost screamed!

Then the second uncle used his own right hand, which had just been cut, to hold my right hand, and the two of them faced each other in this inexplicable and wonderful awkward atmosphere, holding hands tightly.

Until the blood, dripping all over the scissors on the ground...

After about a minute, I let go of the second uncle and took out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and a roll of gauze from my pocket.

"What's wrong?" I dared to ask.

The second uncle looked at the blood in my palm with some distress, first rinsed me thoroughly with hydrogen peroxide, and then bandaged my wound seriously.

After everything was over, the second uncle explained: "Rules, if I don't do it, I will have to do it tomorrow with your grandmother, she is so old, I don't want to see her scratch her hands again." ”

It's the rules again...

I remembered the question I had in my stomach, and quickly asked: "Second uncle, there seem to be a lot of inexplicable rules in the family since childhood, can you tell me what's going on?" ”

The second uncle looked at me seriously and nodded, "Let's go, go to the courtyard and say." ”

Seeing that the uncle was still scratching his ass and snoring, the second uncle and I came to the yard lightly.

"Second uncle, just tell me everything."

The second uncle lit a redwood tree, took a puff and stretched out his head to look at the house, "Actually, your grandmother is a grass woman." ”

"What mother?!"

This sudden unfamiliar term confused me.

"The grass woman is the grass ghost woman, also known as the Gu woman."

I didn't understand, "Which grass, which Gu?" ”

"The grass of flowers, the Gu of raising Gu."

After listening to my breath of cool air, the gap between my teeth twitched, and after a while, I finally found a suitable term to explain my understanding of these two words.

"My grandmother is a witch?"

The second uncle nodded with satisfaction, "It can be understood so." ”

My mind was in a mess, and I finally found a question and just wanted to ask, but the second uncle interrupted me, "Don't reveal everything you hear for a while, some things sound good, and it's troublesome to say it." ”

I nodded desperately, and the second uncle continued, "Remember the scar on your grandmother's lips?" ”

"Remember, remember!"

Of course I remember!

Grandma's lips did have a circle of tiny, vertical scars, and those scars lined up neatly around Grandma's mouth one by one.

However, those scars are very small and the color is not abrupt, and you can't usually find it if you don't look closely.

The second uncle turned his head and glanced at the door of his grandmother's room again, "In the nine years between the age of ten and nineteen, your grandmother's mouth was sewn up, and the scars you saw were all needle eyes. ”

"Huh?!"

These words were like five thunderbolts, and my brain was numb for a while.

The second uncle gave me a few seconds to digest and continue: "Your grandmother is a curse, that is, a person who specializes in cursing others. She met your grandfather in the nineteenth year of her entry, and after the two got along, she was worried that evil magic would hurt people, so she kept silent from then on, and this closure was decades. ”

The night breeze in the courtyard, accompanied by the words in the second uncle's mouth, blew me cold.

"Eldest nephew, I don't know if you have noticed one thing, that is, your grandmother never uses her left hand." The second uncle stepped on the rotten cigarette butt and continued.

I haven't paid much attention to this matter, but after listening to the second uncle, I think back to it, it seems that this is indeed the case.

Seeing that I nodded secretly, the second uncle said: "If it is hot, it will not touch the sharp, and if it is fine, it will not be rubbed." ”

With the rhyming words in the second uncle's mouth, I also recalled some childhood memories, and my head was getting more and more powerful.

"Yes, yes, yes! Grandma serves dishes bowl by bowl, and would rather run twice than use her left hand. Take me to buy groceries and carry plastic bags, how heavy and heavy things all fall on my right hand! ”

The second uncle glanced at the room again, "Yes, because she has a little figure on her left hand." ”

"Little man? What's that? ”

The second uncle directly picked up my right hand and asked me to open my palm, and then he gently pulled the bandage with his fingers, and the fresh wound that had just been cut by him was exposed.

I was a little puzzled: "What's wrong with this "big" word? ”

The second uncle shook his head: "Big fart, this is a villain, also called a yin body." ”

It dawned on me!

I've always had a preconceived idea of taking it as a "big" word, and I only reacted when the second uncle said this, which is clearly a villain with a simplified painting.

"It's for spelling. In order not to hurt others, your grandmother attached her body to the yin body of her left hand, so she must be very careful to protect her left hand, otherwise she will hurt herself. ”

Another thunderbolt in my head...

Isn't this the scene where I often see the villain in TV series novels...

Those concubines in the palace fought with each other all day long, and they often used each other's birthdays to make a small straw figure and put it under the pillow, and then took a pin and cursed it.

My grandmother's left hand... It's actually the so-called "cursed doll"...?

I looked down at the bloody bandage on my palm, and I was a little distracted.

"Second uncle... That said... Isn't it possible for me to curse others too...? ”

"Think beautifully."

The second uncle opened his right palm, and the scar of a small person appeared in front of my eyes.

"When I was twenty-one years old, my grandmother painted me in the summer. Still cursing people, you often can't hit mosquitoes, come on. ”

After listening to the second uncle's self-deprecation, I was a little discouraged.

I thought I had inherited my grandmother's mantle, but I didn't expect to be poured cold water on my second uncle, who had drawn a villain for me.

I thought about it in my head for a while, and suddenly I was very curious about a question, so I quickly asked, "Second uncle, have you ever seen grandma curse others?" ”

I didn't expect that the second uncle nodded firmly.

"I remember when I was seven or eight years old, there was a well-known old bastard in the village, who relied on his strength to beat this and kick that all day long, and no one dared to say anything. Later, the man forced a widow to death, and your grandmother couldn't get used to him making such a fuss, so she asked me to go to the pigsty and get a piece of pig manure and come back. ”

"What are you doing with pig manure?"

The second uncle took a puff of cigarette, and then said: "Your grandmother smoked a bloody goose intestine raw, then cut the intestine and wrapped it in pig dung and put it in her mouth, knelt under the noon sun and cursed the man. ”

I got goosebumps all over my body, "What did grandma curse him?" ”

After listening to my question, the second uncle shook his head, "I don't know, and no one knows." But everybody knew that the next day the spell would be fulfilled. ”

"What's wrong with that man? Is it dead? "I was so anxious that I wanted to rush in and ask my grandmother in person.

The second uncle smiled mysteriously at my appearance, "You're curious?" ”

"That's right! I'm curious! ”

The second uncle picked up his thumb and pointed behind him, "I'll take you to see him, won't I?" ”

At one o'clock in the middle of the night, the second uncle walked on the main road in the village with me who was extremely excited.

The second uncle said that the old bastard used to live in the east of the village, and if he hadn't died or moved now, we would have seen him there.

I'm curious, doesn't the man go back to sleep in the middle of the night?

The second uncle told me very firmly that if the man was in the house, he would not have brought me.

Our village is not large, and after walking along the main road for a few minutes, I saw a lonely broken brick house in the distance.

Passing by the broken brick house, you will find a large field in front of you.

The black of the countryside is really black, the kind of black that you can't see your fingers.

In the moonlight, I could only faintly see the silhouette of a man, and the man seemed to be lying in the field and didn't know what he was doing, but his head was moving very strangely.

The second uncle told me not to be afraid, and pulled me down to the field.

As I got closer, I saw more and more realistically.

It was about eighty or ten years old, skinny and scarred, the old man was lying on all fours in the barren field, snoring and screaming, and was munching on the mud on the ground.